Rheostatics – Horses chords
Chords:
E9 0-2-2-1-0-2 |Bm |A E7 |Bm |A E7 |Bm A E7Word came down and it crashed through my doorBm A E7 From the twenty-first floorBm A E7I was thinking about leaving early for lunchBm A E7When he told me to shut off my pressBm A E7His face turned green and his white shirt was wetBm A E7 Like he'd just seen an accidentBm A E7We threw our masks into a pileBm A E7 The trucks pulled away for goodBm A Holy Mackinaw JoeBm A Holy Mackinaw JoeBm A Holy Mackinaw JoeBm A Holy Mackinaw Joe..guitar: |Bm |A E7 |Bm |A E7 | |Bm |A E7 |Bm |A E7 |Bm A E7A bus pulled in, and I waved at itBm A E7 Before I knew what it wasBm A E7We ran in its tracks, chasing its tiresBm A E7 But the gates had been riveted shutBm A E7I looked for the foreman: His number was emptyBm A E7 Up to Red Deer to stayBm A E7We gathered some signs and we sparked up a fireBm A E7Gordie got burned on the high-voltage wireBm A E7 Holy Mackinaw JoeBm A E7 Holy Mackinaw JoeBm A E7 Holy Mackinaw JoeBm A E7 Holy Mackinaw JoeD F# G A The first thing she'll ask me is: "How did it go today?"And I'll tell her ..guitar solo: |Bm |A E7 |Bm |A E7 | |Bm |A E7 |Bm |A E7 | |Bm |A E7 |Bm |A E7 | |Bm |A E7 |Bm |A E7 | slower;quiet |Bm |A E9 |Bm |A E7 |Bm A E7 I thought there was strength in a unionBm A E7 I thought there was strength in a mobBm A E7 I thought the company was bluffingBm A E7When they threatened to chop us offBm A E7Ah, these guns will wilt, the winter will seizeBm A E7 And all the bonfires will go outBm A E7The company knows when they can afford to be boldBm A E7I wish I could, I wish I could, I wish I couldBm A E7 Holy Mackinaw JoeBm A E7 Holy Mackinaw JoeBm A E7 Holy Mackinaw JoeBm A E7 Holy Mackinaw Joe ( We are horses )Bm A E7 Holy Mackinaw Joe ( We are the horses )Bm A E7 Holy Mackinaw Joe ( We are the horses )Bm A E7 Holy Mackinaw Joe ( We are the horses )Bm A E7 Holy Mackinaw Joe ( We are the horses )Bm A E7 Holy Mackinaw Joe ( We are the horses )Bm A E7 Holy Mackinaw Joe ( We are the horses )Bm A E7 Holy Mackinaw Joe ( We are the horses )Bm A E7 . . . . . . Holy Mackinaw Joe